Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Ecuador and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Faust to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Donald Byrd,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Angels of Light,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Walker Brothers,
Terry Callier,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gabor Szabo,
Oneida,
Yellowson,
Ten City,
Anakelly,
Y Pants,
Masters at Work,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Skatalites,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Associates,
Matthew Halsall,
Agitation Free,
Graham Central Station,
Lightning Bolt,
Zapp,
John Cale,
Slick Rick,
Suburban Knight,
Ronan,
Aural Exciters,
Shoche,
Joy Division,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sixth Finger,
Faust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Zeros,
Hashim,
Gang Green,
Soulsonic Force,
Dark Day,
World's Most,
Mr. Review,
Skarface,
Piero Umiliani,
Scratch Acid,
Theoretical Girls,
David Bowie,
Sandy B,
the Bar-Kays,
Rakim,
Crime,
The Blues Magoos,
Ken Boothe,
Toni Rubio,
Jerry's Kids,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Index,
Interpol,
Moebius,
Yaz,
Section 25,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.